Su Qinghuan couldn't figure out the idea of Jun Jiuyou, a snake spirit disease leader.
But anyway, if she is Jun Jiuyou, even if she doesn't look at Hua wanwan in her heart, Hua wanwan is the saint of the demon family after all, which means the dignity and dignity of the demon family.
Others humiliate Hua wanwan so much. As a demon, it's natural to frighten him.
……
Su Qinghuan reasoned according to the general boss's ideas. As soon as she tightened her heart, she suddenly opened her mouth to Jun Jiuyou.
"Your Excellency, now the saint is here. With your ability, it shouldn't be difficult to expel the evil spirit in Hua wanwan's heart?"
"You destroyed the Tianyuan secret place of our right way today. In the future, the entrance will be permanently closed, and we hurt your saint. There is no need to argue about which is the lesser or the greater. How about clearing up today?"
Su Qinghuan's meaning is already obvious.
They hurt only one person.
However, Tianyuan secret place is permanently closed, which is definitely a big loss of the right way.
Although Jun Jiuyou is strong, it doesn't mean that there are no immortal elders in their right way, but those elders are busy practicing in isolation and have no intention of worldly affairs.
If Jun Jiuyou really wants to wash this place with blood, almost all the young generation of the main sects of their right way will lose here. Those elders who are in charge of the town are afraid that they will not want to shut down and want to seek revenge in the demon world.
Jun Jiuyou, no matter how powerful you are, you should weigh it well.
……
Jun Jiuyou dropped his eyes carelessly and glanced over the small red mole exposed under his right wrist when Su Qinghuan's plain Taoist robe was raised.
The small mole was hidden under the sleeve, very faint, but it suddenly attracted Jun Jiuyou's eyes.
The red haired devil stared at Su Qinghuan's wrist for a few seconds, but his sleeves didn't rise again.
There was a trace of loss in the man's heart.
He remembered Su Qinghuan's previous words, and then looked at the white Fairy Statue with a smile.
"Su Xianzi means that if you put back the saint of our family, it will be clear today?"
"Exactly."
Su Qinghuan nodded.
Just when Su Qinghuan was uneasy, he suddenly saw a dark black blood mist burst out under Jun Jiuyou's palm.
"Sir, you --"
Fall, this guy doesn't want to make peace. What does he want to do!
Su Qinghuan subconsciously poured his spiritual power into the whip. When he was trying to block, who knows, the black blood mist under Jun Jiuyou's palm didn't come to them at all!
The black blood fog turned a corner and directly covered the flowers rolling on the ground!
Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene!
……
And the wretched flower wanwan, who originally described it, howled at the moment. The shrill and sharp female voice was more penetrating than the evil ghost climbing out of hell.
"Ah --"
"Devil! Didn't you come to save wanwan?! you helped wanwan kill the damn Liuli immortal! And the little disciple who killed her!"
"Ah, devil! Why did you hurt the wrong person -"
Hearing Hua wanwan's cry comparable to a fierce ghost, the red haired devil glanced at her coldly.
"What a noise."
The man's words, originally covered with the blood mist of flowers, became richer in an instant,
After a few seconds, the flower wanwan turned into a pool of pus like the previous Shen Changlao!
……
Misty grass!
Seeing this scene, the little fox, who thought he had seen a lot, was also stunned.
One of her little apprentice's harem is so... Light... Dead?!
Hua wanwan's previous wailing seemed to be still clearly swirling in his ear. Su Qinghuan couldn't help swallowing in shock.
"Tong'er, are all the people of the demon family so ghost animal? When snake spirits get sick, they even kill their own people?"
It's OK to kill a minion, but Hua wanwan is also a demon Saint at least!
And in the original world line, excluding the nightmare of Yan Hanzhou's blood sacrifice to the world, Hua wanwan is also the last seed player!
Die like this now?
Still dead... It's hard to say.
……
Su Qinghuan glared at Jun Jiuyou with some surprise and anger.
"Sir, do you want to frame our righteous friars?"
"What's the difference between living and dead, such a useless saint?"
Jun Jiuyou smiled faintly. His rare blood red hair danced in the air. It was frightening.
Su Qinghuan was very uncomfortable by Jun Jiuyou's remarks that human life seemed like grass mustard.
"Tong'er, is this snake demon really the same kind of person as my little apprentice? Look, everyone thinks who should die. Killing people is like chopping grass."
"Well, host, so you're sympathizing with Hua wanwan?"
"Tong'er, what's your look! Hua wanwan deserves it, but why shouldn't it be Jun Jiuyou?! they don't have hatred, which is too..."
Su Qinghuan thinks it's hard to see others treat human life as an ant.
It's like she taught Yan Hanzhou, because Yan Hanzhou has grown crooked under the harsh treatment of the original owner. She didn't want to teach Yan Hanzhou to be a good boy of weiguangzheng.
After all, it's too hard.
However, at least she hopes Yan Hanzhou can distinguish between love and hate in the future, can have a sharp edge and scale, but don't harm the lives of innocent people. This is the bottom line.
……
Su Qinghuan was speechless, and the red haired devil stared at Su Qinghuan's subtly hostile eyes, and he raised his eyebrows.
"Why, if I remember correctly, did Hua wanwan hurt Su Xianzi before? Now that Ben Jun killed her, Su Xianzi still feels uncomfortable?"
“……”
He knows that.
Su Qinghuan was speechless.
Just then, Jun Jiuyou came forward.
The man's ghostly pace surprised Su Qinghuan. It was only a moment's effort. The tall and strong figure of the demon appeared in front of her in a blink.
The oppressive feeling of being covetously watched by the other party became stronger in an instant. Su Qinghuan subconsciously wanted to take a step back.
However, Jun Jiuyou just smiles with his lips. He sets an invisible barrier. Su Qinghuan finds that he can't retreat!
"This is Jiuyou, the supreme king of the demon family. Can fairy Su remember it?"
Su Qinghuan almost had the illusion that he had been played by the other party when he heard the man's way of reporting his family.
“……”
No, according to the original world line, isn't Jun Jiuyou not interested in the beauty of the original body?
Is she amorous again?
But Jun Jiuyou suddenly told Su Qinghuan that what she thought was not false, because Jun Jiuyou grabbed her jaw and forced her to look at herself.
"Your Excellency, respect yourself!"
Su Qinghuan glared angrily.
"Self weight? Why self weight?"
And Jun Jiuyou is still talking and laughing.
"The saints of our family are here today. Of course you have to make up for us."
"I'm not the kind of unreasonable person. Since fairy Su's words and deeds are quite to my taste, why don't you follow me to the demon world."
“……”
Misty grass?!
This magical development was beyond Su Qinghuan's imagination.
But Hua wanwan was clearly killed by Jun Jiuyou himself. There is no reason for her to be a substitute!
This man is too arrogant!
When other righteous friars saw Jun Jiuyou's move, they dared not speak.
Seeing that Su Qinghuan was about to be taken away, suddenly, the vast thunder disaster in the sky suddenly dispersed, a burst of colorful light came out, and even auspicious birds sang together!
Su Qinghuan could no longer care about the struggle. Her eyes lit up.
"Yan Hanzhou, he... Succeeded in the robbery."
The youngest Yuan Ying friar in the canglan continent is about to be born?!